Novel & Cerita Danmachi Dungeon

"And we use it to save them." Damon closed the book. "That's a lot to do in three days." "Then we'd better start now." I turned to the scout. "Draw me a map. Every entrance, every exit, every patrol route you saw. I need to know that dungeon like I know my own skin." The scout nodded. Pulled out paper and charcoal. Damon watched me. I could feel his gaze on my back—worried, proud, terrified. "Lana." I turned.

He gave a suggestive smirk that makes bile rise in my throat. ‘Guys, I could really use some help right now,’ I say in the mind-link. ‘We’re coming,’ Alessandro says. ‘There’s a villager here who knows about an old mine shaft that we think could be your dungeon. It’s not far.’ ‘Please hurry,’ I say, though I know they’re doing the best they can.

"Or do you just want me to tell you?" "Show me." Moving forward, I flopped down in the chair across from him and waited as he turned the computer to face me. Once it was positioned properly, I reached forward and clicked play. Narrowing my gaze, I watched as a warrior named Damien made his way through the packhouse towards the servants' wing. When he arrived, he met with a maid I recognized as Alissa. "Is there sound?" I asked, watching the two examine the area before making their way towards the end of the wing and through a door that led to the dungeon. "I’m curious to hear what they’re discussing in a space where they don’t belong."

"You don't still have a plan, huh?" Yami said as they continued walking through the tunnel. "I'm still coming up with something, but I'm close to having an idea" Natsu said as Yami replied, "Okay but we need to be quick, plus, we need to look for ways to avoid the traps and beasts in this dungeon" "That's it! Yami, you're a genius!" "What, did you figure something out?" "Yeah, from the little knowledge I know about dungeons, whoever built them always created a secret passage so they would be able to easily go through it, making them to avoid all the traps and move safely"

🌹 Damien 🌹 The underground safehouse was dimly lit, the harsh fluorescent lights flickering intermittently as the team settled into a rare moment of calm. The air was thick with exhaustion, the weight of their near-constant battle settling heavily on each member of the group. Damien leaned against a table, eyes closed, taking in the muffled sounds of distant gunfire and the steady hum of the bunker’s generators. It had been a long day—too long. The chaos of the mission still lingered in his mind, but for the first time in days, the team had found a brief window to breathe. They were alive. For now, that was enough.

Third Person's POV Meanwhile, Lance had infiltrated Madison's mansion but hadn't yet reached the basement dungeon. The basement dungeon had four entrances. The craftsmen who built it had all been silenced, but Caldwell found the son of the construction supervisor. As expected, his son had a structural map, revealing the dungeon's design. The dungeon spanned half the size of Madison's mansion, dug deep into the ground. Brick walls divided it into four sections—east, south, west, and north.

Damien stood up to wear his cloth as he couldn't relax when his phone began to ring. "Speak" Damien said after picking Aaron call. "Boss the CCTV camera around the route to the dungeon shows some cars going to the dungeon area….

Jamal felt like the odd one in their midst and he kept trailing behind, deliberately walking slowly while the four led the way to the dungeon which was situated at the heart of the pack land. The dungeon was a tall building with just two rooms: a prison cell and an office. Jamal had never been to the office before and he could not tell if the smaller room was actually an office or just a made-up lie by the pack members of the Blood-Moon pack. The dungeon was a sacred place to go and no one planned to be there but everyone was curious to know what was in the second room opposite the prison cell. Many pack members had made up stories about that room but Jamal was not ready to find out if it wa

"So what do you think?" "I have studied the the interior. It is a dungeon type. As you can see there are twelve entrances. Each entrances lead to a number of monsters. I still don't know what kind of monsters, but the one thing I can guarantee is that the monsters are strong and each entrances has different strength of monsters in it. The entrance that has the least number of monsters and the least powerful is the fourth one to the left. I recommend that we should start our hunt at the fourth entrance, Chief."

he says Damon stands from the couch and goes upstairs leaving Raven deep in thought. Was she going to agree to the agreement? And how sure was she that would not fall for him?